I was in NYC for work. I didn't have time to really do anything, but my hotel was near Times Square, so I wandered over there. It was 19 degrees, which was much more pleasant than earlier that morning when the wind chill was -8. No, I wasn't dressed for it. And what's with all the black coats? It was almost spooky. I felt like a tourist, but I was nevertheless almost proud to stand out in my red ski jacket.
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